“Oh my god, I am cumming” said the wife, “ohhhhhhhh, ahhhhh, I, ah, forgot, ohhh, how good, ohh, this felt”Slut Girl removed the dildo from th... wife’s pussy and told the husband to stop now, she moved up the wife’s body and kissed her passionately. “I wanted to make you cum first, as you needed to relax, but now I want your husband to make you scream, with a little help from me”. Slut Girl stood up and attached a 9” strap-on to her utility belt.“Right,” said Slut Girl talking to the wife “what. I moved away from her and decided to fuck Punita right away.I positioned my cock against her pussy and gave it a slight push. She was very wet inside. And to my utter surprise, the resistance from her pussy was negligible compared to what one would expect from a virgin pussy. I began fucking her slowly. Not wanting to hurt her.“Oh my god, Deepak, please be careful. If I get pregnant then.” I said, “Don’t worry sister. I will give you a contraceptive pill. You won’t get pregnant.”“Ok Deepak then. None of them felt particularly left out of society. It was kind of hard to feel that way when with a click of a mouse you could visit a place where there were hundreds of kids just like you.They met online to talk about things of importance to them. Initially, their discussions were about computers and movies and music. Lately, the conversations were taking a darker turn. They were not stupid kids, unaware of the world around them. They saw the news stories on television. They heard adults. I even chuckled to myself: I was eating her; dining at the ‘Y’; she tasted good; I had a furburger in my mouth; her clam tasted good; I was enjoying a box lunch; and I hoped I was tossing her salad. I knew there were other crude terms, but those were the ones that came to mind.I did wonder why some adult-oriented chemical company hadn’t come up with a candy a guy could suck that would taste the same as Tara or Ginger or Jillian or any of the females I loved to indulge. Instead, I usually.